Page 57 of Kiss and Make Love

“Didn’t quite catch that. Care to enlighten me? Seeing as you’re inmyhouse in the middle of the night. Without warning, might I add.”

Alex stared him down. “Just thanking all the gods that I’ve got you alone tonight.”

The crazed look in Alex’s eye made sense now. It wasn’t anger or annoyance. It was desperation. Desire. Hunger. Alexwashere for him. And as much as it was weird having the number eight from the Regina Renegades standing in the middle of his living room, he couldn’t deny the thrill it sent through his bones.

“And why would you need me alone?” he teased, knowing perfectly well what was on Alex’s mind.

Alex closed the distance between them. He ran his hands along Cooper’s chest and down his sides. “Because you’re all I can think about.”

“Who? Me?” He batted his eyelashes with feigned ignorance.“The guy you taunt and snarl at on a regular basis?”

Roaming hands moved to Cooper’s sweatpants. Alex snuck a hand down the front and groped Cooper’s cock. “Yeah. Turns out there’s a fine line between loathing you and wanting to fuck you.”

Cooper’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as Alex rubbed him over his boxer briefs. Heavy breaths cascaded across his neck as Alex kissed a path from ear to collarbone.

“You promised you would beg me, remember?” Alex asked, licking up the column of Cooper’s throat.

“Oh, I remember, big boy. No need to remind me.”

Removing his hand from inside Cooper’s shorts, he took a step back. “Good. Bedroom. Now.”

Cooper smiled and rolled his eyes. “You sound like a caveman, Bouchard.”

Goosebumps spread across his arms at seeing such a big, burly man ache for him. Who was he kidding? He was just as desperate, but he never passed up the chance to tease. Especially Alex.

“Now,” Alex repeated, a sense of urgency colouring his tone.

Cooper stepped forward and grabbed his hand, pulling him down the hall to his bedroom. As soon as they were inside, Alex slammed the door closed and charged him.

Pushing Cooper onto the bed, Alex’s hands ripped at his clothes, tugging anything and everything he could get a hold of.

“I thought I was supposed to be begging?” Even with the hottest man on earth descending on him, Cooper couldn’t help his smart mouth.

“You will be, baby. I just want you naked while you plead beneath me.”

Shivers.

Everywhere.

He helped Alex strip him out of his clothes, throwing them every which way. When Cooper was naked, Alex took a moment to study him. His eyes raked over every inch of his body. Every well-defined muscle. Every scrape. Every bruise.

Ever so slowly, Alex shrugged out of his jeans and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Standing in nothing but his socks and boxer briefs, his presence filled the entire room. Shoulders back, chest out, gaze intent on his own. Cooper felt his mouth water. Off came the rest of his clothing. Alex’s chest hair was thick and cascaded down his body, covering his toned torso, leading right to his well-groomed, rock-hard dick. Cooper’s hand found his own cock. He couldn’t keep it away. Not with Alex looking like that.

Alex’s eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t think so. You don’t get to touch yourself. Only I get to do that.”

Cooper nodded, removing his hand.

“Lube?” Alex asked, not waiting for him to answer. He rifled around on the top of Cooper’s nightstand.

“Second drawer.”

He wrenched the drawer open, pulled out the lube, and wasted no time covering his hand. Alex closed the lid and tossed it on the end of the bed. Cooper must’ve looked confused because Alex chimed in with, “We’ll be needing more of that. No sense in putting it back.”

Climbing on top of him and straddling his thighs, Alex wrapped his slick hand around Cooper’s cock and began to stroke. Up and down. Tight and slow.

Cooper moaned. “Oh my god, Alex. When you touch me, it’s all I fuckin’ need in the world.”

“You like that, baby?” Alex’s voice was smug. Satisfied.

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